She sat on her bed. Quiet as a mouse. Her legs were crossed and her laptop was staring at her, urging her to go online.
She’d been away for a long time. She thought she had met “the one” who she could spend the rest of her life with. It turned out that it only showed her that she was much better off on her own. She didn’t need anybody, just her family and friends.
She had a roof over her head, a decent paid job, and she had been lucky enough to travel a lot within the last couple years of her life, and she had plenty more plans for traveling too. But all she wanted to do right now, well, debate with herself to do, was to go back online and write again. Write and talk to her old friends who she had missed. The people and the pages she didn’t realize back then, but who were actually a part of who she was.
She was older, wiser and more mature than when she first joined and began talking to other members and writing stories. She had more experience and ideas were constantly whizzing through her mind.
Ideas about all kinds of different sex, sex that she had had with other men and sex that she only ever dreamed about having with men and women. She wanted to write everything, but she couldn’t do it all at once. She knew she had to plan and take her time. Maybe tease her little audience bit by bit.
The excitement was too much. She clicked ‘login’ and the home page loaded up. Her tight little hole clenched as she read the first title that appeared. She had been waiting for this day for a long time. She was already wet with anticipation.
She scrolled through her friend’s list, one member she couldn’t find at all, which made her very sad, but everyone else was there, and she couldn’t wait to say hello. She couldn’t wait to begin to re-light her desire.
Her pussy clenched again, and she could feel herself getting wetter.